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Eigið haf.. (2 álit)

í Ljóð fyrir 21 árum, 3 mánuðum
Hæ :o) Er að reyna að semja á íslensku…væri gott að vita hvað má breyta og bæta. ***************************** Ein á báti, á lekum dalli. Úti á regnhafi. Hvergi er sker að finna. Ég hef ekkert gert nema rekið stefnulaust. Marga morgna og miðnætti, hef ég eytt ein. Þar sem þú hverfur mér sjónum…endar heimurinn minn. Hafið gleymir engu og geymir allt. Ég held áfram minni för og leit.

If everything is a lie... (0 álit)

í Ljóð fyrir 21 árum, 3 mánuðum
I feel for you, feel your touch even more. In my time I never knew such beauty, such heart and such anger. I could not show you the truth. If everything is a lie then so is the truth. I cry for the damned, for I am one of them. What faith can save me, if everything is a lie? I believe in something… I’m waiting for God to tell me what it is…

Funeral (0 álit)

í Ljóð fyrir 21 árum, 3 mánuðum
I couldn’t tell you how I felt each day. I couldn’t show you the bruises your words left on my heart. Your acid tongue licked my wounds, I didn’t die enough each time, to end it all. You smiled. I faltered as I left your hareem of hearts. Was I just one of many? A single grain beneath your feet? I was only a star in the black night. Flickering. Failing light. I don’t have the energy anymore. You are gone now, beneath the ground you dwell. A tango on your grave and the devil cries for you.

The Android’s A$$ (0 álit)

í Ljóð fyrir 21 árum, 3 mánuðum
I’m perfect. I’m everything you wish for. I am a woman. Down the line, I move. Serene in the knowledge, that I’m perfect. I’m everything you lust for. I am 100% authentic woman. Your need, my command. Yet as I open my perfect blue eyes, I catch my fake breath in my perfect yet fake breast. Infront of me, another thing. Perfect a$$. Feeling flows over me. Anger, jelousy, lust. Justice. I am perfect yet flawed. I have a mind and I need something more then this mind. I have to have that a$$....

Hateful heart (2 álit)

í Ljóð fyrir 21 árum, 3 mánuðum
No words spoken in the dark can calm this hateful heart. I cry for your love. What I wish for I can not get. What I need, you will not give me. One of these lonely days, I will take what is mine and never look back. I turn my face away in sorrow for those deadly dreams. Hope kills more hearts then you know of. Protect yourself with that blank smile and dead eyes that see nothing but grief. You care for nothing. No one can reach your soul. Touch me and I might die. But then again… my death is...

Heartbreak. (0 álit)

í Ljóð fyrir 22 árum, 10 mánuðum
For once in my life, I love someone. But as he walks away I don't find the need to tell him so, And I'm sure that he'll never know. What a fool to see the signs only after the fact is gone. But as my heart asks no questions, My mind screams for explanations. Which way that my heart leans to, the abyss or your embrace…I know I will fall. Lets just hope that a certain someone will be there to catch me. Are you strong enough to catch me? Or will you follow your genders lead and drop me? Do you...

Bitter juice (0 álit)

í Ljóð fyrir 22 árum, 10 mánuðum
Taste this bitter juice. Drink your cup of anger. I fell down, before your very feet. Beg and pray to the man of mercy. I need more then this hatred for you, it isn’t fair that you are the only one with any emotions. We hold every word against our hearts in the belief that it is the right sentiment. Love me or hate me. Take your pick of the litter of words and worlds. Do you know any good jokes? I know a few. Most of them start with… “There once was a girl in love….”

Doubtful (0 álit)

í Ljóð fyrir 22 árum, 10 mánuðum
There is something in your eye, right? That's making you cry tonight? Hands clasp my heart as I stare at you from across room. You are happy, right? Not sad? You had no idea how you twist the knife in my heart When you rub salt all over my wounded body… I hurt. I know now that my dreams will come true…. Even if it is without you. Trusting you is something I can't do, Without my stolen heart. But you stare at me with desire in your eyes And I feel loved and wanted. Why can't I leave you?

Hunted house (0 álit)

í Ljóð fyrir 22 árum, 10 mánuðum
No more then I can see the course of the next day, Do I know if you will be here. The next day is tomorrow, But will you be here as the next day, Here tomorrow? Oh my dreams of happiness are clouded by the reality of things, I know that truth hurts like hell, but hell is below Looking up at you and me. We are never sure if our feelings are test of faith in the God above, Or a trick of light, Just an illusion of mirrors. My hunted house, My heart. Where we lived so long ago, My heart is now...

Talks (0 álit)

í Ljóð fyrir 22 árum, 10 mánuðum
Talk in broken Terms, As your feelings for me Are now food for the Worms. You look at me and Answer with a grin “What is the world coming to, When a girl Like you Falls for A Guy like me?” You and I, Are no longer Two. Just one on one, A battle for the Broken heart… Who gets stuck with it?

Rock around my heart (0 álit)

í Ljóð fyrir 22 árum, 10 mánuðum
Looks like I'll be alone for a while, nothing holds me down anymore. Wish this rock around my heart would crumble. Could you come back? I know what I said wasn't fair, nothing in this world ever is. She will never love you. I hate you. Come back and hurt me. Please. No, don't do that to me. Stay away.

Fuller face of the moon (0 álit)

í Ljóð fyrir 22 árum, 10 mánuðum
Darkness within this place of pure light. Eyes all over the world point their view here. Shiny facade crumbles when the truth is known. Beauty hates itself. Only then do we know of their worries. One of them ruins all. Nothingness is better then the fuller face of the moon. Warmth and pointy bones, touches that hurt even more then words.

Light (0 álit)

í Ljóð fyrir 22 árum, 10 mánuðum
Dark light shines bright, tonight we hate nothing but the next morning. Sun never came till you left me stranded, forced to fight. All I needed to be happy was to be away from you. Flowing faces pass me by and I reach out to scratch them off till there are no more staring, waging toungs and distainful sneers. Reach, streach….try to touch.

Anger (0 álit)

í Ljóð fyrir 22 árum, 10 mánuðum
Never did I expect your smile to anger me so. We have never seen enough of the world. Hate always knows more then love. Hate sees me more often.

Nothing (0 álit)

í Ljóð fyrir 22 árum, 10 mánuðum
Take me in, deeper then before. Things have changed and I am new. Maybe you are too weak for me now. Take me into you. deeper shall I dwell, then that last speck of love I needed from you. Deep shall I hide within you. I will engulf you. I will become everything and you will be nothing.

Not myself.... (0 álit)

í Ljóð fyrir 23 árum, 1 mánuði
Take me home, let me be. We are now too close to see. For they tell me that I’m not myself Anymore. You are now the one I know More then I know myself. Yet, I’m not sure that my feelings are my own. They are rather effects of the situation we are in. Oh, so unhappy and so sad. Our lives hope for new things. Make me special, make me different From anybody else. Close knit bunch, We hope that we will fall apart, Each to our own ways.

Singers of the heart (0 álit)

í Ljóð fyrir 23 árum, 1 mánuði
Singers Of The Heart So many love songs, so many sad songs. Songs that all our hearts sing in the death of the night. And in the birth of the day, the songs are sung there too. But the words get lost in the drone of the whole world. Everybody sings, sometimes and somewhere, Somebody is singing right now. We fall in love at hello, Attraction surges between us, We fall out of love at goodbye.

Peace Talk (0 álit)

í Ljóð fyrir 23 árum, 1 mánuði
Talk in broken Terms, As your feelings for me Are now food for the Worms. You look at me and Answer with a grin “What is the world coming to, When a girl Like you Falls for A Guy like me?” You and I, Are no longer Two. Just one on one, A battle for the Broken heart… Who gets stuck with it?

Polar (1 álit)

í Ljóð fyrir 23 árum, 1 mánuði
Polar His lips brushed against mine. His smile was visible in his eyes, Those green sapphires of mine, That made my heart shine. Strange how things work out We are away, and we are happy, Hungry for each other. We are together, and we fight. We spend the night in different beds. Our only company is Our own touches. The only way for us to be happy, Is that we never see each other again. Let's just talk on the phone. Then we won't feel so alone

The Flame (1 álit)

í Ljóð fyrir 23 árum, 1 mánuði
My hearts forever flame My flame burns for a man already spoken for. More like a bonfire, It consumes my senses, my emotions and my mind. This fire lives in my heart, Radiating heat, I’m hoping it will melt my dream lover's cold shoulder. My flame will burn. I won't let it die, Just as the world still forever turns. I'll feed the flame. I'll feed it with hopes, wishes, and dreams And desires. Maybe, The best thing would be to let the flame die. Life's too short for wanting someone, Someone...

Making oceans (1 álit)

í Ljóð fyrir 23 árum, 1 mánuði
Making Oceans My dreams died tonight, As you turned out the Light on the day. I miss your kisses And that sorrow will Be the death of me. Maybe then you'll See me and cry As I cried over You. Oceans will be formed On my deathbed… Be prepared to be blind To the world that holds you safe. Get ready to cry.

What do I know? (1 álit)

í Ljóð fyrir 23 árum, 1 mánuði
What do I know About the things you want to know about? Broken hearts are my specialty. Nothing more. I hope that you get out in one piece, And your heart along with it. We are too different to match And we have nothing to say To one another. What the hell do you think that I can do? We aren’t even sure If we are meant to spend eternity together! We aren’t even sure what we are supposed to do With all of our time. What would we do together? I hope that you have a better plan then I do! We...

The Ghost I love (4 álit)

í Ljóð fyrir 23 árum, 1 mánuði
Not long ago, I loved a boy that is now gone. Once, I had my heart stolen. Fool to be in love With the ghosts in my bed. He is still here, Beside me in the dark, Standing, Just close enough for me To sense him there. Waiting, Everywhere I go He will follow. Little by little He moves closer yet further From my memories. Now, He is no longer here And I’m free to stand Alone in my mind And with my heart open To the next one.

No more, no less (1 álit)

í Ljóð fyrir 23 árum, 1 mánuði
No More, No Less. No more, no less do I love you, since then. Bless the lost heart as I bless the lost child. We had everything, now we have nothing, at all.

No one to blame (0 álit)

í Ljóð fyrir 23 árum, 1 mánuði
No more do I hate you, Then the flowers of summer Hate the bitter winter. We are not to blame for what happens, No more then the night is our fault, That always follows the day. Did our actions at birth, Lead to these hateful remarks? Acrid words wrapped in your sweet tongue. We aren’t to blame, We are never going to be the same.
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